I couldn’t turn around fast enough and my vision blurred as his forearm slammed into the back of my skull. He shoved me forward again before repeati...g it and this time my world went black, the sounds of the crowd echoing in my ears as I fought to maintain consciousness. I must have slipped in and out of it, because the next thing I was aware of was the panther’s body on mine. With his free arm, he had managed to cuff one of my wrists to the table and then restrained my other behind my back. I. Around ten o'clock this charming man who reminded me of a particular older actor came along and bought me a drink and struck up a conversation with me. That went on until just after eleven when he asked me if I'd like to go someplace quieter, like his boat. Oh, yeah, I wanted to see the boat and thought at the time that leaving the bar whilst shitfaced and alone with a man I'd just met to go see his boat was a FANTASTIC idea! We literally walked out the door of the bar and then down the pier to. I quickly dropped the toothbrush and the pussy-juice and condom covered rolling pin into my school bag as well. I was hastily doing up the buttons on my school skirt when I heard his key in the lock. Panicked I quickly scanned the room for anything incriminatory, anything that might indicate I had done something other than spend the afternoon watching cartoons. All clear, except shit my discarded knickers. I swiftly shoved them into my bag as my dad swept into the house straight into the front. The first girlfriend I gotten had been in fifth grade. But girlfriends you have before puberty don’t really count though, do they? My life however was fairly normal. I had a normal name, Mike. I lived in a normal suburb of Seattle, with my mother and sister. My father had been arrested for extortion and sentenced to 5 years in prison while my family was living in Nebraska. After that, my mother moved my sister and I, from Omaha to Seattle where we currently reside. At the time I first.